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The cell's were cold on the Umbarian eternal night. Dogma layed where he could, curled up as best his body would allow. Everytime he moved his legs, white hot pain shot up his spine making him want to scream in pain. His head hurt as well, the headache that he's had for a while getting worse.
He pressed the heel of his hands into his eyes as tears started to come to them. His brothers, his ori'vod, they are mad at him. They think he betrayed them to Krell, the monster, the traitor. He didn't want to do it, it wasn't his choice! Krell made him do those things.
Thinking about him made Dogma shivered in fear and disgust. He could still feel the others hands on him. He could feel the remnants still in him as well. He wanted so bad to throw up. But he couldn't, he could barely move as it was and his stomach was empty.
The sound of the elevator coming down made him jump. A new wave of pain went through his body when he jumped at the noise. Was it his brothers coming to take him away? Or was it the enemy that Krell told him were coming to wipe out his brothers? His breath started to become panicked. He didn't want to die here in a cell.
When the elevator came down more he relaxed. It was his brothers and he froze. They had the monster held between them unconscious. They threw him into the cell next to him none too gently. Just knowing they were leaving him here with him made him whimper.
'No, please no! Don't leave me here with him!' He wanted to say, but he knew they wouldn't listen. They never listened to him.
"Dogma?" A voice called out to him.
Looking up he saw the commander. She was still on the lift with the captain next to her. Fives and Jesse were looking between her and him. He couldn't hold the silent tears at seeing her here. It had worked; the message did make it to one of his commanding officers.
"Why is Dogma in a cell?" Ahsoka looked to Rex as she moved toward the door. It had been a hectic day. She had gotten a call from Dogma earlier that day asking her or Anakin to come back.
…
Ahsoka and R7 blasted another enemy ship as the dog fight continued. The Umbarians didn't want to give up on the fight and kept coming. The blockade was the hardest fight she's been in so far and she's been in a lot.
R7 suddenly chirped and beeped at her. "What is it?" She looked at her droid who whistled loudly. "A message, well put it through." He beeps in confirmation.
She listened to the static coming from her communications, "Command- Help this D-gma, get the gen-el, please, help he's go-g to kill us. He pu-ed his ligh-ber on Fives! Please come -ack, it's and eme-ncy."
It was one of her men, her brothers, her clan. "Was that Dogma?" Looking back to the dog fight she kept going in the battle, "R7, try to get through to the communication."
He chirped, then beeps angrily. "What do you mean you can't find the signal again?" R7 beeped again, "It just fizzed out?"
"Ahsoka!" She looked up just in time for her to spin away from a blast that would have ended her and R7.
"Thanks Barriss!" The two flew next to each other. "Barriss I just got a call from my men on the planet. When the battle gets under control, I need to get down there."
"Ok, I can handle things by then."
Barriss nodded from her ship before breaking off.
A couple hours passed and Ahsoka felt three of her men going for the enemy supply ship. The force warned her of something going wrong. So she piloted to the supply ship as it exploded. Two of her men made it to safety; the other, his light was slowly going out. Knowing it was going to be risky, Ahsoka had R7 activate and expand the shield to cover her A wing.
When they made it over to the trooper he was barely hanging on to life. He was badly burned from the explosion. Reaching with the force Ahsoka pulled him to the ship and opened her canopy. It didn't take long for her to settle him in front of her in the ship and take off to one of the venoters.
They came in fast, she barely had the A wing settled before opening the canopy again. "Get the medic!" She called using the force again to gently pull the trooper out. The medics came running prepared to do triage to stabilize him before moving the trooper to the medical.
When the helmet came off Ahsoka gasped, "Hardcase!" His tattoos on his face and head gave him away. 'He must have put his helmet on at the last minute to hope he could survive in space for a couple minutes.' "Help him as much as you can!"
"Yes sir!" The medics called as she jumped back into her ship.
Taking off again Ahsoka knew she needed to get down to the planet side now! "Barriss?" She commed her friend.
"Yes Ahsoka?" Barriss sounded alert, "What happened with the supply ship?"
Ahsoka chuckled a bit at the question, "Seems my men decided to blow it up for us. One of my men, Hardcase, I found him floating in the derby. He's on his way to medical now."
"Hmmm, remind me to thank them later for that." The amusement in Barriss' voice was pliable from where Ahsoka was.
"Will do." Taking a deep breathe Ahsoka opened her mouth, "Barriss-"
"Go to your men." Barriss's voice came again, "I think something is going on down there. They weren't supposed to join us in this battle."
"Thanks." She got a chuckle as she turned her A wing toward the planet. "Let's go see what's going on R7."
Her droid whirled and chirped happily. They started reentry for the planet when two enemy ships started to tail her. "Kriffing great! R7 Evasive maneuvers!" She jerked the A wing quickly and spun around the two ships. They didn't last long against a worried togruta padawan who wanted to get back to her clan. "Hang on guys I'm coming."
Using the force she latched onto the most familiar signature she knew, Rex. His presence always radiated protection and strength. Following it she piloted to a Umbarian air base and she was surprised to see that the clones had surrounded General Krell. The canopy opened and she jumped out letting R7 land her ship himself.
"What's going on here!?" She ran up to the group staring at Rex and her men then looking at the general.
"It would seem your clones have decided to go against the order." Krell waved his lightsabers at the men. "They attacked me unprovoked after their successful mission."
"Commander don't believe this Mir'osik!" Fives called his pistol never wavering. Next to him Echo nodded backing his ori'vod up from behind.
"Lies." Krell growled at them.
Ahsoka looked to Rex who looked at her through his visor. She could feel Rex and her men were telling the truth and Krell was lying. Her men, her clan, would never betray her or Anakin.
She activated her lightsabers and turned them toward Krell, "I know my men, besides you don't feel like you follow the light right now."
From behind her Jesse mumbled, "Dar'jetti." As he moved to protect her flank.
As one she and her men moved. For every swing of a lightsaber Krell made Ahsoka move and deflected them from killing her men. She was going to protect them as much as she could. Her smaller form made her quicker than the besalisk.
Not long after Five's and Echo made the shots that took Krell down. Everyone was exhausted and injured. Rex had been nicked by Krell saber when he got to close. Tup had a blaster wound to the leg and Coric was helping him limp to the building. Kix and another medic were going around trying to help those too injured to get up.
"Commander?" Rex came up to her.
"We need to lock him up before he wakes up." She motioned to the downed Krell, "He won't be out long."
Rex nodded and motioned for Jesse and Five's to help them with Krell. They tied his arms together and dragged him to the lift. When they got down there Rex looked over at Dogma who was just laying on the ground watching them. It was when he whimpered out loud that caught all their attention.
…..
Ahsoka looked to Rex who sighed. "He was trying to stop us from taking Krell out. Then he pulled his gun on us, we had to detain him and lock him up."
Jesse just scuffed, "He betrayed us and took Krells side. The traitor." He snarled toward Dogma who flinched and whimpered again like he was in pain.
Ahsoka could only stare in shock, were they for real? "But, Dogma was the one who called me for help."
All three clones looked at her this time. "What?!" They called as she approached the cell.
Dogma could only whimper more when Jesse called him a traitor. He was not a traitor, he couldn't stop himself. The tears were coming faster now and like before he couldn't stop them.
"Dogma?" He looked at Ahsoka as she softly called his name. Her brow markings were frowned as she looked at him. "Open the cell, Rex."
The seal opened and his commander, his older sister stepped into the cell with him. "Hey, Dogma what's wrong?" He could only shake his head. "Are you in pain?" At this he nodded.
Jesse snorted in the background saying something that made the commander turn to him.
"Can you get up?" She held her hand out causing him to flinch, 'Too close nonononono!' He held back a sob as more pain shot up his spine from his hips.
Ahsoka quickly dropped her hand, "You're hurt, can you tell me why you're in pain?"
Again he shook his head. He can't tell them they would think he was weak. But, the pain was excruciating. Everything hurt and moving was the worst part of it. Not to mention he's begun to feel dizzy recently as well. That was not a good sign.
Ahsoka bit her lip in thought. "I could see into your memories if you want so you don't have to talk?" She didn't want to go into another's head without permission. The only time she would go this far with any of her men was to help them build their mind shields.
Dogma clenched his fist and nodded, "Gedet'ye." Then looked her in the eyes, "Please."
"Ok." She held her hand up to his head causing him to flinch a bit, "Relax I won't hurt you." Dogma nodded and closed his eyes letting her inside.
She went to probe his shields to let him know she was there and gasped. The shields that normally were wrapped around his mind were shredded. There was no area of his mind protected anymore. The walls ripped apart by a strong force leaving cracks and shreds of his shields.
She shook her head and gently probed his mind. Looking for memories was a bit harder than trying to judge if someone was being truthful. It seemed Dogma sensed her having problems and seemed to grab her and pull her into the memory.
….
Dogma watched as Rex commanded some of their brothers to scout the air base. General Krell had just disappeared and Dogma couldn't seem to see him. Something was wrong with the general and he didn't like it. The Jedi had held his lightsaber to Fives neck! If he and Tup hadn't grabbed Echo, he doesn't know what the outcome would have been.
"I'm going to go check the communication tower." Dogma started to walk toward it and informed Jesse and Coric. "I'll be back when it's clear."
"Sure." They nodded and turned to see what Rex wanted them to do. They always seemed to never care about him when he and Tup came to Torrent. They liked Tup alright, but they didn't seem to like him very much. He thinks the only reason they tolerated him was because he kept Hardcase from playing with smoke bombs in the barracks.
With a sigh he separated himself from his own thoughts. He had a mission to do and he needed to complete it. This was risky, but it had to be done. He might like to follow the rules, it made everything easier, but he had to do something. If that meant breaking a couple of those rules just so the others live, then he was going to do so.
Pretending to be doing his job he went into the communication tower. It was easy to find the transmission control panel. Taking his helmet off he started to mess with the comms. He put his Generals comm in first, not a good signal and very weak. 'Fuck.' He then put in the commander's signal, stronger still not good but it was the best he could get. He sent the signal and waited. It was almost immediately picked up.
"Commander, help this is Dogma. Get the general, please! We need help, Krell he's going to kill us. He pulled his lightsaber on Fives! Please come back, it's an emergency."
He would have said more but he heard the beeping of the door opening and he quickly scrambled the signal. Turning as the door fully opened he was face to face with General Krell.
"General, sir!" Dogma saluted him as he walked into the room.
Krell just looked at him, "What are you doing in here?" He looked Dogma up and down noting that the clone was shorter than normal. "Hmm, a little short to be a trooper aren't you?" Krell turned to the controls that started to light up and blink.
"No sir." He held still. What could the general want?
"You never answered my question, clone." The yellow gaze landed on him as the general growled.
Swallowing, Dogma mustered up a steady voice, "I was checking to make sure that the tower was not sending any distress signals out, sir."
He was going to explain more when Krell started to laugh. "Is that right?"
The next thing Dogma realized was he was hurled across the room into the wall. A lightsaber was activated and the shrieking of metal echoed in the room. Grabbing his throbbing head, Dogma looked up. Krell had destroyed the communication controls with his lightsaber.
"I do not like to be lied to by clones." Krell stomped over to him. His heavy foot falls vibrating the floor with every step.
"Sir?" Dogma tried to make himself smaller. It always seemed to work when he was training with his batchmates. Some of the other squads used to pick on him alot, his batchmates keeping him safe. They were gone besides Tup, only Tup was left.
His tactic didn't work. Krell grabbed him by the throat and held him up. "Who did you contact!" Krell growled as he started to cut off Dogma's air. Krell watched as Dogma gasped and kicked trying to get out of his grip. Dogma knew Krell could so easily end his life, defective clone or not.
Then Dogma was suddenly dropped. He landed on his knees gasping and holding his throat. "How old are you?" That was a weird question. He tried his best to answer it.
"9, 9 years sir." He didn't look up, but if he did he would have seen the evil grin on the others face.
"Ah a young clone then." He suddenly couldn't move as his body was lifted into the air. Armor was coming off of him till only his blacks were left. "I think I want to get a taste of Skywalkers men." Dogma could only look at the general in horror.
"No, please no." He whimpered as he was thrown against the wall again. He was too stunned to get up as Krell grabbed both his wrist in one of his four arms and held him down. Felt his bottom blacks being removed and legs pulled apart. "No, no, no!" He struggled but all the general did was grab his hips to hold him still. "Please don't! Please!"
His struggles didn't work and neither did his begging as white hot pain ran up his spine. He howled in agony as the general force his way inside of him. Above him he could hear the general groan in ecstasy as he began to move.
More blinding pain. Dogma wailed as he was forced open, his muscles and soft tissue tearing at the onslaught. 'It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!' Tears raced down his face as his body was brutalized on the inside. 'Please, someone help! Make it stop!'
Deep inside he knew no one would hear his screams. The communications tower's main control room was soundproof. He was on his own as soon as he walked in by himself.
He tried again to struggle but it only made it worse. The thrusts were getting harder against him. Warm wetness dripped out of him with each move of the general above him. He could smell the iron in the air. He knew he was bleeding and probably badly.
He cried as he was used by the general again and again. His stomach rolling when he felt Krell get deeper inside him. Keeping his eyes shut, he was trying to deal with the pain that was trying to destroy him, was destroying him. He didn't want to see Krell above him didn't want to see the room. It was bad enough he could hear what was going on.
Suddenly, the grip on his hips changed, tightening around him. Krell groaned loudly and Dogma felt something warm and thick entering deep into his body. It's then he heard the cracking and new white hot agony took over. He howled again feeling those hands tighten around his hips. His pelvis giving under the other's strength.
"You younger clones aren't as sturdy as the older ones." Krell grinned his grip on the other tightening again. Hearing the bones in the other cracking and giving under his hands. He smiled cruelly as Dogma screamed again in pain. "After all this I might just keep you. If you survive that is."
Krell pulled out of Dogma who whimpered as he fell to the ground. He couldn't move his legs. The pain was excruciating if he tried. Trying to pay as little attention as to the blood and cum dripping out of him he looked at the general, no, the monster.
"You won't get away with this. My brothers will figure you out." He gasped out.
With a cruel grin Krell advanced on Dogma. "I don't think they will, and you will play an excellent part as my puppet." He started to hold his hand in front of Dogma. "And you will be fully under my power."
At first Dogma didn't know what was happening. Not until he felt a headache starting and then pressure. His shields that the general and commander helped him build were being attacked. He fought back even though it was a losing battle. He was exhausted and in pain there was no way he could fight the general. 'No, please no, just stop already!'
It was only mir seconds later that his shields broke. The general was in and he felt himself suddenly trapped looking out his own eyes. "Clone, get up."
His body moved, agony as he screamed in his mind. Outside he was quiet getting up, not wavering or showing any signs of pain. "Yes, sir."
"Get dressed and don't let anyone know about this." Krell turned from the room and walked out.
"Yes, sir." He was trapped, his body moving and acting on its own. Dogma was scared what would happen to his brothers and himself now.
….
"Oh, oh Dogma." Ahsoka had tears streaming down her face. Dogma had dulled the pain he actually was in so she didn't get hurt by the memories. "We need to get him to Kix now." Ahsoka turned to face the other three.
"Commander?" Rex moved forward and knelt next to her. "Dogma, what happened?" All Dogma did was shake his head and look down.
Looking at Rex, Ahsoka bit her lip, "I can show you what he showed me." She turned back to Dogma, "With your permission?" That got her a nod. "Ok. Rex, hold still."
Rex did as she asked. Everyone waited as Ahsoka showed Rex Dogma's memories. His expressions changed from confusion, to worry, to horror, and finally to anger.
"Skanah!" Rex's hand immediately landed on his blaster. Dogma flinched and another wave of agony made itself known.
"Rex!" Ahsoka grabbed his arm before he could get up. "We can't do anything about him. We need to wait until Skyguy or Master Obi Wan come."
Shuffling behind them made them aware of the other two men in the room. "What's going on?" Fives looked at them and Dogma. Jesse had his arms crossed and was paying close attention to his captain.
"We need to get Dogma looked at now." Rex got up and held his hand out to help Ahsoka up. She grinned and took it letting Rex help her up.
"Why? He chose what side he was on." Jesse glared down at Dogma who only closed his eyes. "He can stay here just fine."
"That's an order trooper." Rex growled causing Jesse to back down. He then turned to Ahsoka, "How are we going to get him onto the lift?"
She paused and looked to Dogma and the lift, "We can't move him normally without causing more damage or pain to him." She looks to the lift and Dogma again, "I may be able to move him with the force, but…" She shrugs.
It might cause pain or worsen Dogma's condition was left unsaid. Rex sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. They could do either thing and still hurt the younger clone. "We have to get him to a medic." He turned to Ahsoka, "Use the force, it might be our best bet."
With a nod, she knelt next Dogma. "I'm going to move you, if I hurt you, you tell me. Ok?"
Dogma took some time to decide. He was being moved from the cell away from the monster. He would with the others who were still mad at him, but again away from Krell. He nodded looking at his commander, "Please."
With a gentle smile Ahsoka nodded, "Ok, hold on." Holding her hand out she concentrated on the force. Willing it to become like a stretcher underneath Dogma. Carefully, she lifted him to the lift and placed him down.
His fist clenched as she set him down teeth clenching holding back another cry. Fives knelt next to him resting a comforting hand on his shoulder. It didn't take Dogma long to figure out he had tears in his eyes.
"Vod, what happened?" Fives eyes showed worry, but Dogma didn't want to tell them. He feared what the others would think of him.
"Can't." He gasped out. "I can't."
"Fives, leave him alone." Rex walked onto the lift with Ahsoka, "We'll tell you later."
"Awe, are you taking my toy away?" Krell's voice made everyone freeze. He stood in his cell watching the group.
"Quiet." Rex growled stepping so Dogma was hidden behind his legs. "You have nothing to say."
"Ah, but that is where you are wrong." Krell chuckled making many of them shiver in disgust. "You know, I'm surprised none of you tried him out before me." Rex and Ahsoka stiffened, Dogma tried to curl up whimpering. "His screams were like music to me. Along with how tight he was, magnificent." Those leering yellow eyes looked right at where Dogma was hidden behind Rex's legs. "Sadly, his bones did not hold up to my strength."
"Osik." Fives looked shocked as he stayed kneeling next to Dogma.
"Shabuir!" Jesse took a step forward but was stopped by the commander's small hands on his arm. He looked at her and calmed down when she sent waves of peace to him and the others.
"Master or Obi Wan will deal with him." She looked right at Krell, "You will not be touching my men again, Krell."
Krell just grinned making the others feel uneasy once again. Dogma gasped, his hands reaching for his head. He could feel the claws racking across his mind. Stabbing into his very being again and again. 'No, no. Please stop!' Then the pain went away with a strong warm breeze. It wrapped itself around him, protecting him from the onslaught that was Krell.
Ahsoka had heard Dogma whimper and grab his head. It didn't take her long to figure out that Krell was attacking Dogma's mind again. With no shields he had full access to cause him as much pain as he wanted to. Quickly, she sent her shield over his mind. Pushing Krell's away from Dogma's wrapping him up.
Krell glared at her and pushed again only to wince and pull away. Ahsoka had created spikes over her shields. Something she didn't know you could do, but in her instinctual need to protect her clan mate it worked.
"You will not touch him again!" She growled, baring her fangs as her blue eyes glowed. Krell backed away looking on in horror as a soft white light seemed to surround her. "Get us to the top." She kept her gaze locked on the Jedi traitor as the lift started to move up.
Once at the top Ahsoka took a deep breath. "Commander, what was that?" Fives and Jesse both looked bewildered while Rex looked blank.
"Uh, souvenir from a mission?" She shrugged. That just gave her incredulous looks. "I will explain later?" She tried and that seemed to appease them. "Ok, Jesse go get Kix." Jesse saluted and took off to find his batchmate. She knelt down next to Dogma, coaxing him to unclench his fist.
"What do you want me to do?" Fives waited for an order.
Before Ahsoka could open her mouth, Rex was already giving the order. "Find a couple of our brother's who are not injured and make a makeshift tent." He nodded at Dogma, "I think it would be better to give him and Kix privacy while he works on him."
A dark look past over Fives face as he went to do just that. Just after Fives left Kix came running over looking worried. "Sir?"
"Kix, we are going to need you to help Dogma." Rex moved and showed Kix.
Kix gave Dogma a look of disgust, "Why? He turned on all of us. He would have shot one of us and followed orders to execute Fives and Jesse!"
"Kix, you're a medic-" Rex didn't finish as Ahsoka turned to look at them, "Please Kix, he's hurting real bad."
Kix hesitated for a second before walking over. He still felt betrayed by the younger clone for going along with Krells orders. Orders that almost made them execute Fives and Jesse. Taking a deep breath, he knew Tup was the one who really felt betrayed though. To know your last living batchmate that you were raised with to turn on you and the others, Kix didn't wish that on anyone.
Ahsoka moved aside as Kix took her spot. He placed a hand on Dogma's hip to lay him flat on his back. All that got was Dogma's scream of pain when Kix gently pushed against him and Ahsoka snatched his hand away.
"Shhh, it's alright Dogma, Kix didn't know!" Ahsoka shushed him and the other shook in pain. He tried to curl up, but all that caused was for it to get worse.
"What?" Kix didn't know what to make of this, "What's wrong with him?"
"He has a broken hip and was under mind control for hours." Rex crossed his arms glaring at some of their brother's that got curious. "Krell did it."
"Osik." Kix gently placed his hand on Dogma, "I'm sorry, I don't have any sedatives left or painkillers." That got the captain and the commander to curse.
"It's ok." Dogma got out in a gasp, "Deserved it, was too weak to fight."
"No you weren't" He felt Ahsoka grab his hand, "Krell was just stronger and he stunned you when he threw you into that wall."
Behind them, Fives had gathered a small group of their brothers together. They were making a makeshift tent for Kix to work and give him and Dogma privacy. The tent was made of pieces of destroyed ships with blankets they found covering the open space between.
"I'm guessing it's even worse than a broken hip?" Kix looked as their brothers finished setting the tent up. He noticed Fives and Echo dragging a mat between them into the tent. Where they found that no one knows.
"It's ready, sir!" Jesse nodded toward the building they set up.
"Thank you." Ahsoka let go of Dogma's hand and used the force again to lift him up. She stepped inside along with Kix.
"Can you use the force to remove his armor?" Kix started to go through what he had left in his med kit.
"Sure," She paused looking at Dogma, "Is that ok?"
He nodded and closed his eyes. The armor was slowly removed from his being as gently as his commander could. He was slowly turned to laying on his back as he was set down.
"There." She turned to walk out when Dogma reached for her.
"Don't, please don't" Was the only thing he could say. He didn't want her to leave him here by himself. He was scared and wanted at least someone here to calm him down.
"Ok." Ahsoka sat down next to his head. She could hear his heart pounding against his chest like a jakrab she saw at a pet store from tatooine.
Rex closed the flap and she could hear him giving orders to the men. Each one took a corner of the tent to guard in case some of their brothers came to investigate or tried to barg in. Both Kix and Ahsoka looked at each other, it was not going to be easy.
"Commander, can you tell me what I'm working with?" Kix looked up from setting his tools out.
Biting her lip she nodded. "Krell broke Dogma's hip badly, and he-" She paused and looked down at the injured clone. "He raped him."
Kix paled at this. He and the other medics learned how to treat wounds like that when Ahsoka came. They all had hoped they would never have to use that knowledge though. Not ever in any mission or leave.
"Please, tell me your joking." Kix hoped she was but when she shook her head he sighed. "Ok, we need to get his blacks off." He placed his hand on Dogma's shoulder, "We need to get your blacks off, ok vod?" Dogma nodded and Kix looked to Ahsoka.
She used to force again to help them get the blacks off. The shirt came easy off. When Kix reached his pants, Dogma took a sharp breath. "Easy Dogma, it's only me." Kix reassured the younger who nodded. He carefully took them off trying not to jerk his hips.
"Ok set him down." Dogma was gently set down on the mat. His heart beep was picking up as Kix started to check his injuries. "We will need to fix his pelvis on the ship. I don't have the tools to help him here."
"How bad is it?" Ahsoka leaned over running a hand over Dogma's temple.
Kix ran a light hand over Dogma's pelvic area. He could feel the bones shift slightly when he touched them. Glancing up he watched Dogma bit back a scream when one shifted. "Bad, I won't know the full extent until we get him back to the Resolute." Turning back to his kit, Kix got out a small tube with a small container attached to it. "I need to get DNA from Dogma as evidence in case something happens."
Ahsoka nodded and placed a comforting hand on Dogma's shoulder. "Dogma, I need to get his DNA from you, ok? It might hurt, but please try to stay calm." Kix placed his hand on his leg and moved it a bit to get room.
When Kix moved his leg and Dogma saw where his hand was going he froze. It was when the tube touched him that he panicked. "No, please no!" His tears came again as his mind flashed to what happened in the communication tower.
Warm hands touched his cheeks, "It's ok Dogma. Kix is only trying to help." While Ahsoka distracted him, Kix pushed the tube into Dogma's body. He forced himself to ignore the younger pained whimpers and pressed a button. Kix watched as Dogma's blood and Krell's cum filled the container before it froze to preserve the evidence.
Kix placed that away and grabbed a towel. He placed it under Dogma's hips carefully. "Commander, I hate to ask this of you but…. I need you to help clean him out." That got a questionable look from Ahsoka. "If we don't get Krell's cum out of Dogma, it might infect the wounds inside of him." He waved at Dogma, "Can you use the force to," He then waved his hand in a pushing motion. "force it out?"
"I'll try." She placed her hands above Dogma's stomach. Using the force she felt around Dogma's insides. Finding the foreran DNA inside his body and pushing it out of him. It took a couple of minutes before she nodded at Kix. He removed the blood and cum soaked towel.
"Ok, this is going to be the worst part." He grabbed a tube of bacta out of his kit. "I need to slather this inside of him. Commander, you need to hold him down with the force so he doesn't hurt himself."
"How are you-" She was cut off watching as Kix removed his gloves and arm armor to roll his sleeves up. "Oh." Turning her focus back she used to force to hold Dogma down. He had grabbed a hold of her battle dress as Kix was taking his armor off.
"No, I don't-" Dogma looked at Kix then to Ahsoka, looking for one of them for help.
"I have to do this Dogma," Kix moved so he could sit in between the younger clones legs. "I'm not going to lie, this is going to hurt." He poured some bacta onto his fingers. "Just try to breathe, ok? I will finish as fast as I can." He put his fingers to Dogma's torn entrance.
"Please, no, not again." Dogma begged as he gripped Ahsoka's dress tighter.
'I'm so sorry Dogma.' Kix clenched his jaw and worked his fingers into the other's body. He heard Dogma scream as his fingers brushed against torn muscle and soft tissue alike. 'I know, I know! It hurts, but I need to do this. Just please, pass out!' He pulled his fingers back and looked at the amount of blood coating them. He felt sick seeing his brother's blood like this.
A commotion started to happen outside the makeshift flap. It seemed that some of their vod came to see what was going on. Kix knew at least Rex could handle the problems.
A hand brushed against his shoulder. Looking up, Coric was now sitting next to Dogma. He was wiping sweat and tears away from his face. Locking eyes they had a silent conversation that took seconds.
'Do you want me to take over, Vod'ika?' Coric's eyes said.
With a shake of his head Kix went back to work. He had to get as much bacta slathered onto the tearing as he could. It would help start the healing process and hopefully numb some of the pain.
"Please stop. Please." Dogma's voice broke again. He was gasping as more tears streamed down his face. It seemed to Dogma, no matter how much he begged for them to stop, they wouldn't listen.
Kix stayed focused on his task. He ignored the pained screams and cries from his brother. The worst one to ignore was his begging. Dogma begged him to stop as he kept applying bacta to the torn muscles and tissue. It was when Dogma finally passed out that he felt he could breathe a little.
Looking down at his hand again he felt sick. Blood covered his whole hand up to his wrist. Kix couldn't take it and ran out of the makeshift tent and to the edge of the air base. He threw up what was in his stomach and gagged. Never, he never thought he would have to do this.
"Kix?" He looked up at that voice they all recognized and relaxed a bit.
"Captain?" Kix looked up at Rex. He was standing there holding a wet rag in his hand.
Rex frowned down at the medic. When the screams began he had to wave away a lot of vod who wanted to know what was happening. Tup even tried to fight his way past him, 'Those are my brothers screams! Let me through please captain!'. Rex had to wave Denal over to take Tup away.
"Here." Rex knelt next to Kix and grabbed his bloody hand. Using the wet rag he gently whipped the blood away.
"I'm sorry, sir. I should be fine with blood, especially with our vods, but this…." He sighed and shook his head, "This was different."
"This should never have happened." Rex threw the soiled rag away. "I should have noticed something wrong with Dogma when he came out of the tower. Kriff, I noticed he was limping and I still didn't do anything." Looking into the Umbarian mist Rex had a far off look. "Waxer is only alive because Dogma wasn't in control of his own body."
"Sir!" Kix turned, looking horrified at his superior. "This is not your fault, nor is it anyone's but that traitors'!" He grabbed Rex's shoulder, "You are not to blame for this happening."
Rex smiled and placed his forehead against Kix's, "Gar serim, Vod'ika" He pulled away before frowning, "Wonder what the general will think when he gets here."
"If any of us kills Krell well, we know what will happen. If one of the generals does, we know what the outcome of that will be." Kix shrugged then let his worry come over his face again. "What will we do about Dogma?"
It was a worrying thing to think about. Dogma is in no shape to go to battle and with his injuries, he won't be on the field for a long time if ever. "We can't have his injuries on report or the Kamonians will take him from us." He saw the medic pale next to him. "They will more than likely experiment on him, dissect him alive, or decommission him." He hated saying this out loud. "If the injuries go on report they will be curious to see how his pelvic broke. Who knows what else they will want to see. Damaged products like that makes them happy to tear us apart."
"It's not going to happen." Both clones jumped and stood at attention. Ahsoka had managed to undo Dogma's grip on her dress. She went looking for Kix when she heard what they were talking about. "We will do what we did when Echo, Denal, Redeye and Mixer were injured." She stood in front of them as confident as ever. "We forge documents and send them over to GAR."
"What about the others?" Kix asked looking up where the resolute probably is.
"We know Admiral Yularen won't say anything." Ahsoka smiled, "He didn't when we forged the docs the first couple times to save a vod."
Both clones paused. Admiral Yularen had been with them since Christophsis. He had become a part of the 501st since he showed how much he cared for the men. He has covered for them many times in the past couple years.
"So what's the plan when we get him on the Resolute?" Ahsoka looked at Kix and Rex.
Taking a deep breath Kix sat there thinking. "I need to do a full scan on him. I don't know how damaged his hips are and I need to see how bad he's torn up. I noticed that his abdomen has started to turn purple." At Ahsoka's questioning look he grimaced, "That means he has internal bleeding. His organs also could be bruised." He placed his chin in his hand. "If his intestine and stomach are bruised I think he could only have soft foods. Mashed fruit mostly and liquids, just something easy for him to handle."
Ahsoka grimaces, "Oh that's bad." She remembers when she was in a similar position. Kix and Coric made her drink protein shakes only, no meat.
"Yeah, it's not going to be a short recovery like most other wounds. I can see multiple bacta dips for him and that doesn't guarantee that the bones will heal right. There's also the worry about the nerve at the hips. If it's damaged, Dogma will never walk properly again." Kix shook his head, running his hands over his face. "This is so Kriffing messed up."
"Dogma's a soldier, he will be ok." Rex placed a comforting hand on Kix's shoulder. "He will need all of us to help him recover."
Ahsoka suddenly stood up and tilted her head. Rex was about to ask what was going on when he took in how she was standing. She was slightly tense, but her hands were relaxed. She suddenly smiled and jumped onto one of the plants around the base.
"Master Obi Wan is coming!" She jumped back down to them.
"Great." Rex moved to walk next to her. They made it to the makeshift medical building. It was one of the empty buildings in the base. The men inside were injured, some not looking good with lightsaber wounds. Kix broke off to see if he could help anyone else who was wounded.
It was a mix of 501st and a couple of 212th in one group that they walked up too. Ahsoka looked at the men before finding Waxer sitting next to one of his squad mates. His arm was in a sling and tied to his chest tightly.
Rex had to pause seeing that. He remembered Waxer pausing when Rex took his helmet off. How the other jerked away when a blaster bolt hit him in the shoulder. He later found out the one who took that shot was Dogma. Dogma never missed a vital shot and to hit someone in the shoulder, he should have known something as wrong.
"Waxer." Ahsoka greeted them as they stopped in front of him.
"Commander, Captain!" He went to stand up but was stopped by Ahsoka's hand on his good shoulder. His squad followed his lead when he sat back down again.
"No need." She smiled, "I just wanted to tell you and your squad that master Obi Wan is almost here."
"The general?" One of the 212th men asked happily.
"Yes, I sense he's about ten minutes from here." She laughed at the men's excitement, "They are making quick time."
"What will happen to General Krell?" Another asked her.
She growled lowly before taking a camping breath. Rex stood closer to her side as a calm wall to help her. "I will be talking to him about Krell. My master should be on his way here as well."
"That's good." Waxer relaxed before squinting his eyes in thought, "What about that vod who was helping Krell?"
Rex straightened, "Dogma, was not in control of his body. When you were shot, he stumbled from what reports say." When Waxer gave him a disbelieving look, Rex shrugged. "Dogma always aims for vital shots. Hitting you in the shoulder should have made us realize something was wrong with him."
"Rex." Ahsoka placed a hand on his arm as he closed his eyes. "There's a lot of things that need to be handled. We need to get Dogma to the medical station on the Resolute immediately." She smiled at the squad of 212th clones, "We will bring Master Obi Wan over here when we debrief him."
Rex and Ahsoka walked away as they were saluted by the men. They both stood with a couple of their men as they waited for the rest of the 212th battalion. As Ahsoka had predicted minutes later Obi Wan and his men arrived.
"Master Obi Wan!" Ahsoka took off jumping onto the Jedi master and engulfed him in a hug.
"Ahsoka!?" He wrapped his arms around her on instinct. "What are you doing here?"
She let go of him before her smile disappeared, "I got a distress call from one of my men." Rex and his group came up behind her giving her some comfort, "Krell was trying to kill them, was killing them, master."
"What do you mean?" Obi Wan waved his men to go into the base to rest. Cody nodded and led the men in, stopping only to rest a reassuring hand on Rex's shoulder. "Tell me what happened."
Ahsoka and Rex took him to a more private place to debrief him. His eyes became hard hearing what had happened. Ahsoka could feel his emotions storming when Rex explained the Krell had made the 501st fight the 212th. His calm domineer finally broke when he heard what Krell had done to one of the 501st men.
"He raped him and broke into his mind, Master Obi Wan. His shields are trashed and from what Kix said he's in real bad shape." The captain and commander let the General digest this news.
"This man, Dogma, he was under Krells control for how many hours?" Obi Wan looked over at Rex.
Rex stood there and remembered exactly when it happened, "He's been under for 8 hours, sir. We didn't notice and… it's my fault sir. If I had acted sooner-" He was cut off by a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Captain do not blame yourself. If anyone is to blame it's the order I'm afraid." Obi Wan gave him a comforting smile, "We should have noticed Krell turning to the dark side. Your men suffered because of or blindness"
"Sir?" Rex looked at the General who only shook his head.
"Where is Krell at this moment?" His voice went hard at the name.
"We have him in a cell right now. Master, we must wait for Anakin to come." Ahsoka looked out over her men and Obi Wan's men. "The 501st was the most hit. I think my master would like to be the one to pick the punishment for Krell." She met Obi Wan's eyes with her blue ones, "Patients, for now that's what we need."
"Who taught you to be so wise?" Obi Wan laughed at his grandpadawan. "It couldn't have been Anakin!"
Both Rex and Ahsoka laughed at that. Patients and Anakin never could be mixed into the same sentence. Nor could wise be placed into the sentence either.
When the three got their laughter under control Obi Wan looked around, "Ahsoka, take me to Dogma would you? I want to see his condition."
She nodded and started to walk toward the building they had deemed for medical. Once they arrived they watched as the 212th medics ran around helping those of the 501st. Obi Wan looked on in grief. This was the second worst casualty rate for the torrent company men. The last was Teth with only six other clones including Rex coming out alive.
"In here." Ahsoka stopped and opened a flap to their private medical tent. Inside Coric was injecting Dogma with a painkiller given to him by one of the 212th medics. The other's face was still scrunched up in pain and his breathing harsh.
"Oh my." Obi Wan took a step forward. The force around the clone screamed in agony and fear. "How is he?" He looked at the senior medic as Coric placed a wet rag over Dogma's forehead.
"Bad, a fever has already set in, which means an infection has already started." He glanced at the general. "We need to get him on the resolute now. His chances are falling quickly, sir."
Obi Wan nodded before kneeling down. "Let me take a look." Coric raised a brow before he nodded.
Reaching for the force Obi Wan started to look at Dogma's injuries. Stomach and intestines badly bruised, internal bleeding from the torn muscles and tissue. Broken hips, if he remembered the term used for this type of break he would say it. He managed to find the infection and started to cleanse it with the force.
He pulled away when he felt Dogma's body starting to react bad to the force after a while. "That's all I can do for now." He got up and nodded at Coric. "If I try to push more force healing into his body right now," He looked away, "it could cause him more damage." He walked away with Rex and Ahsoka trailing him.
"What now?" Ahsoka asked, looking at her grandmaster.
As he goes to answer her they hear the roar of gun ships approaching the air base. Turning they all smiled as their low altitude assault transport (LAAT)s made their way down with Anakin's Awing leading.
"Well, we brief Anakin on what's going on and we get the wounded out of here." Obi Wan stood waiting for Anakin's Awing to land with Rex and Ahsoka. This would be a long conversation and they were prepared.
Ok, this is done. I will try to post the next chapter next week. Hope you enjoyed it and for those curious of why Dogma was that hurt. Look up how large Krell is compared to a clone and what lizard genitalia look like. I think you can figure out the amount of damage Dogma got.
Mando'a:
Ori'vod- Older brother/Best friend
Mir'osik- Dung for brains
Dar'jetti- Dark Jedi/ Sith
Gedet'ye- Please
Skanah- very hated person may be on level with fucker
Osik- Shit
Shabuir- Mother fucker
Vod'ika- Little brother
Gar serim- Yes, your right or That's it